8thdayfiction

…and on the 8th day, micro fiction was published on some dude's blog.

America’s New Laborers

After the usual procession of marching bands, fire trucks, and local government officials and pageant queens sitting in convertibles while waving to the crowd, there was a final float in the parade.

It featured a shockingly tan woman screaming and flipping over a table, a young couple making out in a hot tub, another couple ballroom dancing–badly and with freakishly large grins plastered on their faces, a flop-sweat covered chef trying to saute something while being yelled at by another chef, a woman handing out roses one-by-one to a bunch of douchey-looking men, a group of men and women in their twenties with even more questionable tans than the table-flipping woman sitting on some zebra stripe-patterned furniture who appeared to be doing nothing more than binge drinking, and a nervous teen completely butchering the Christina Aguilera song “Beautiful”.

The float was entitled “A TRIBUTE TO REALITY TV STARS: AMERICA’S NEW LABORERS”, and it made the spectators cry. Not even a return appearance by the marching band who had been playing the theme from Night Court could console them.

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